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Fragment 1
[2:00 A.M.]

I just remember asking “am I dreaming?” or something of the like and getting excited, then trying not to let the adrenaline get to me, but I was already waking up and forgetting the dream.

May have involved Inazuma Eleven?

Inspiration: I finished The Power of Creative Dreaming last night before bed, and it got me excited reading about becoming lucid and such even though I wasn’t planning on going for that yet. XP

Fragment 2
[6:41 A.M.]

All I remember is the old man from the ‘drowning will’ dream playing soccer.

Possible inspiration: Probably from thinking that the 2am dream involved Inazuma Eleven.

Couldn’t get back to sleep after that.

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Notes:

Not the best night of sleep ever. ;^; It was hot, and my thoughts were going a little too crazy from all the stuff I’ve been reading on DV. I’m focusing on getting my recall back up and getting to bed at a decent time, but I can’t stop thinking of all these other things I want to learn. I figure it’ll settle down as long as I keep refocusing on what I need to work on now. And I need to remember that I can go down and turn the AC up when it’s that hot…

Legend: Dream , Semi-Lucid , Lucid

The Unmeritable Unmutable Organization of Vagueness:
Me and some other person are driving up the driveway of my house at night. We pull up and there's this weird old man standing there. We get out and give this old man some pictures we found, they were painted by this old lady ( who i assume was also weird because her paintings were weird ). The old man sits down and goes through all sorts of pictures, he seems very sad and focused, i believe this lady was someone he knew but died and these pictures were the only thing that was left. Either way, next thing i remember, i'm in my room staying the night at the house of this old man ( which is my house irl)

Now, you might be asking why i pulled up to my house in the first place or why i decided to stay the night there with that old man. Well, i vaguely remember something about me being the savior of the universe last night so i'm just going to assume this has something to do with that.

Now, it's night and i'm in my room and the creepy old man is in his room. I walk out into the hallway and i see a basket full of possum skeletons and intestines, that is absolutely disgusting. I somehow figure that this basket is a chinese shrine to his cat and he plans to put shrimp on top of the skeletons and have his cat eat them. Okay, well that was messed up. Stupid old man.

After that, i see an advertisement or something on my tv and it basically tells me that if i kill this old guy, then one of my friends will have to give me a video game. Now, i'm not sure if i killed him but i remember the old man dying.

After that, i find myself standing on a highway at night in an urban area talking to some other people, we're part of some rpg game and i'm picking my class and then there was also probably some other weird dream concepts involved with that but i don't remember. Next thing i see is this guy making his way to rescue me. The guy is in some rank nasty looking water, now imagine an ocean full of that nasty water. That's what he's in right now, and behind him is a settlement on the water, there's a couple of people on the dock next to him and an abandoned battleship, it's also night here.

The guy is in the water connecting boats every two feet. The guy just wants to get to his destination so he asks the people on the dock why he has to tie the boats and the people tell him that its because the water rises 3 feet. As the man said that, i instantly become the guy i'm spectating and the water starts rising fast, and before i know it, the darn water sinks that old battleship fast and it creates a big wave and it drags me under the water. Before i went under, i looked at the big wave coming and my face was like ' -_- really, the water has to rise now".

I eventually come up and i'm there laughing with a bunch of friends. I get out of the water onto the dock area. There this guy invites me to some organization with a funny name, but i forgot the name so i just named it The Unmeritable Unmutable Organization of Vagueness.

Once i join, i got to move over to the other side of the dock and hang out with the members. There was a bunch of people i know and it was really fun, then one of my friends takes me down a corridor into a room. As he does this, i start to focus on my sleeping body and start to lose the dream but as i'm doing this, i also gain lucidity and as that happens. I yell in the dream really fast "Are you lucid?" at my friend, The idea was to focus my mind more on lucidity and the dream and well it worked.

I then found myself looking at the floor, i looked up and my friend had turned into a child. Then i notice something written on the floor, it says "Valve: 91% happy". I thought this was hilarious and started laughing but it woke me up.

Deal Breaker:
I had remembered a lot of this dream and was going to log it last night but i fell asleep. The basic concept was me making some deal with this person but then he betrays me and starts trying to kill me.

Vampires - Survivors:
I'm a vampire and i'm in a group with other vampires. We are in this suburban area, the settings appears to be 1930's ish , the buildings are no more than 2 stories high and it's mostly residential.

However, almost all of the residents are gathered not too far off in the town square for some big party. What the residents don't know is that the government are slowly approaching the town square and are going to kill everyone.

Our vampire group is a little ways off from the town square, we are running fast, we're trying to escape the government. But first off, we need outfits to blend in with the current population. So we go into an alley in which i find some people, my group goes on ahead of us and i kill the people and take their clothes. i meet up with our group outside a hotel. Me and a girl in our group go into the bathroom and start changing into the clothes i picked up. The other members went into different rooms.

Next thing i remember. It's about 12 years later and i'm in an area in the northern part of the town. I walk into this dark hotel place. I'm there with just a couple of other members. They stay in the lobby room and i head down a hallway lighting up various rooms, i get to the end of the hallway and see a very creepy looking room, i decide not to look into that room and head back to the lobby. As i get there, one guy says he will join and we should head down the hallway.

Well, with him here, i suppose we can investigate the room. We find the room and once it's lit up, it's apparently the room of a beautiful vampire princess. After that, we check out the two remaining rooms, one room is a secret garden that contains magical properties that we must protect from the werewolves. As i meet back up with the remaining members in the lobby, the girls decide to go into the room of the vampire princess and start changing clothes in her shower.

I try to explain that the princess can see them changing in plain sight but they take their clothes off anyway. After that, i go to the airport where some members are waiting there for me. I find out that they got a plane taking us to vail colorado, nice!. As we get on the plane, this cute girl walks up to me and i grab her hand. Next thing i remember, the plane crashed into a mansion with an outside garden. As we crash, i receive objectives to complete. One objective was to collect some objects and i start doing that, one of the other objectives was to kiss something. For the kissing objective, i immediately start trying to find that girl that got on the plane with us.

I'm walking through an obnoxiously clean, beautiful house. I'm talking Martha Stewart perfect. The kind of perfect that makes you uncomfortable and terrified, because that's when you will suddenly become the most clumsy person in the world and all hell will break loose, your hands being the bringers of destruction. I walk past a long, glass dining room table. Sitting alone at the table is Stiles. As I walk by, he looks up at me and smiles, as if to say everything is alright. That's the feeling I get from him. I smile back at him and continue walking. I walk into a kitchen. There, standing behind a counter top, is an older man. He is really tall and thin. He's wearing a lime green t-shirt. His hair is white and below his waist and he has a big, bushy mustache. I stop in front of him and tell him how much I like his hair. I tell him that it looks just like my dad's hair. He smiles politely and says thank you. He turns away from me for a second and then turns back around to face me again. His hair is now clipped short and neat. His mustache is no longer there. I instantly know that that can't be right. Something is wrong. I start to wonder what could have happened and then I wonder if I did that. But there is no way that his mustache and long hair could just disappear. Then I wake up.

(While small, I believe this is my first experience with lucid dreaming. I became aware, even if only for a short time.)

Notes
Semi-lucid/gaining lucidity
Lucid

I recall several dreams from last night.

#1 - I had a dream, but don't remember what it was. I wake up.

I attempt WILD but cannot tolerate lying on my back; roll over on my side, and fall asleep. While I fall asleep, I still focus on my intent to go lucid: "The next thing I experience is a dream; I am aware; I am in complete control."

#2 - I am in a small taco restaurant. It's a hole-in-the-wall restaurant; the walls are avocado green, and the paint is chipping. There is some sort of unnamed danger or dangerous situation. I am looking for M__ , but I can't find him, and I'm getting nervous and anxious. I am calling out, "M__? M__? Where are you?"

I have been dreaming for roughly 30 in-dream seconds when something filters into my brain. "I need to be aware. I need to be aware. I need to be lucid," I think. As this happens, my awareness increases. I begin to realize on a basic, non-lucid level that I am dreaming. That awareness increases and leads to a further desire to become lucid, until the dream scene loses its fogginess and I am fully lucid.

I know that I am dreaming. The anxiety of the dream that led to my lucidity has not faded, however - I'm still anxious and scared, even though I know that this is a dream and I am theoretically fully in control of the environment. I don't like the taco place at all and, although I know that I should explore my current environment to reinforce my lucidity, I am anxious to get out of there.

I remember Advanced Lucid Task I, which is "Find a treasure map and follow it to treasure". I decide that it is far better to pursue that than hang out in the creepy taco place. I attempt to do a scene change by closing and covering my eyes and focusing on an outdoor scene, but fail. When I open my dream eyes, I also open my real eyes.


I wake up. I immediately do a reality check; nope, I'm actually awake. I attempt to WILD but I feel overheated and I can't get comfortable, I'm way too hot. I get up and turn down the thermostat. I lie back down.

#3 - I am riding a bus alongside a canal. The road is actually level with the water, and the concrete sides of the canal rise above us. I'm riding it with a friend but I don't remember who. It's a coach bus, rather than a city bus. It connects with a ferry and a cruise line called "Olympia". I can only get to where I want to go to on the cruise line, but I'm worried that I don't have enough money. Right now, the emotional tone of the dream is fairly neutral.

The bus reaches its destination, and we get off the bus. I read a sign that indicates where the ship we're looking for docks. It docks in a ruined old building; upon inspecting a city map (note: appearance of a map possibly has something to do with my earlier focus on a treasure map) and based on my knowledge of the area, I realize that it is an old orphanage that was destroyed by a fire.

I take several photos of the orphanage with my camera. When I look at them again while I am showing them to my companion, there are ghosts in them; I am immediately extremely afraid, and the tone of the dream changes to one of great anxiety and fear.

I wake up. I'm not as hot any more, and much more comfortable.

#4 - I have a small blond boy with me. He needs to go to the bathroom. There is a van that is supposed to be a bathroom. The child climbs inside and begins to enthusiastically pee everywhere, like a fire hose. The whole thing is presented with the buzz and excitement of a 90s television commercial that is aimed at kids. The kid finishes peeing and climbs out of the van... he is soaked in urine. The woman who is in charge of him (I have switched to 3rd person) complains that he smells awfully ripe, and doesn't want to put him in their car; the man he was with doesn't seem to think it's a big deal.

#5 - I am running a chatroom. An idiot comes into my room and is being very annoying. I ban him from the room, but am unable to block his messages. He is spamming me with messages, and it's becoming increasingly irritating. I look for a support button for the website I'm running the room for, so I can ask how to ban him from sending me messages.

The dream shifts. I am now recording clips of myself pushing and riding a medical cart up and down a beach, so that I can edit it into one video and put it up on the website.

#6 - I am an old man. I am dressed in a rough gray scarf, a worn gray suit, and a brown jacket. My skin is old and dry and wrinkled by age. I am now not the old man, I am watching the old man. He is walking down a city street. It is more like an urban slum, like the areas of large cities that are forgotten and neglected.

He -- I mean, I, now -- watches a train go by. He/I meets up with a companion, a bigger guy with a shaved head. We want to go into a building, which is an orphanage, but the building is right along the train tracks and you have to walk across the tracks to reach the door. We have to time things carefully; the woman in the building opens the door, we wait for the first train to pass, and then leap before the next comes. The woman is wearing a plum-colored, old-fashioned traditional British maid's outfit, with frills along the apron. She has brown hair and looks like she is in her late teens or early 20s.

We go through the door. The orphanage is now a restaurant. There are corrugated metal stairs leading upstairs, where the food is served. We are on kind of a foyer. The restaurant has 3 floors, we are on the middle. The door behind us has turned into one of those metal gates that shopkeepers raise and lower to open or close their stores at night. We are level with the street; the street is now paved with bricks, and the train track is gone. Each of the levels of the restaurant is level with the street. I feel the floor moving beneath me; the restaurant is actually a truck.

I wake up. Attempt WILD, fail. My heater is distracting me. I think I will have to turn it off at night.

#7 - I fall asleep. I am in a small town in an area with a temperate climate, although I can't say specifically where. It is summer. There are several wooden buildings, many of them shops. I am now playing a video game. I go into a shop and meet a character and befriend him. He is a large bald man who looks like a biker. I go into another shop, a leather-working shop, and there is a cutscene. A man comes in with a gun and threatens to shoot the shopkeeper. The biker I befriended shows up with perfect timing, and disarms him. I understand that if I had not befriended the first character, the cutscene would have ended more tragically. I exit the shop.

Ninjas bound through the trees on the outskirts of town. I realize that I am in no shape to combat ninjas without armor. I re-enter the leatherworker's shop and ask about armor. He tells me to give him a pattern for what I want, within an inch of my measurements, and he will produce it for me. I have an idea of what I want, but I need to find a photo and draw a pattern. I go back outside.

The ninjas are dancing around in the trees. There is a female ninja with long hair and a long, pale blue scarf. She is wearing some kind of dark purple 70s pantsuit/leotard. She slices off the ear of another female ninja with short, blonde hair. She springs off of tree branches, and it looks like ballet. I think to myself (semi-lucidly) that that is ridiculous and could never happen in real life because those branches would not support her weight and nobody can jump like that.


I wake up.

This lucid was extremely short (perhaps 20 seconds), a length that I'd normally consider a micro-lucid and not journal here. But it was so vivid and striking that it's really stuck with me. It's one of those dreams where you just remember every detail.

Color legend: Non-dream Dream Lucid

Lucid #73: On a Dark Rooftop

I'm pawing at hypnagogic imagery, and I sense that I can reach out with my hand to touch a solid floor. It works, and a dream scene takes shape. It's night and I'm crouched on the rooftop of a one-story house on the crest of a hill. I'm dressed in head-to-toe in black (yes, I admit, like a ninja ) and I feel silent, coordinated, and infinitely agile.

I look all around me. Suburban streets lie in every direction. There's a faint reddish glow on the horizon, and I sense some kind of threat or danger gathering in the distance.

In my head, I clearly hear the voice of an old man: "Even in these dark days, my people yet retain a shadow of their former glory."

His words fill me with an enormous sense of urgency -- I have work to do. A cold wind picks up. I prepare to leap to an adjacent rooftop, but the dream ends.

I work at DEILD for a while, but just can't get back in.

Not much recall this time as well.

I was some sort of explorer character. I was wandering in some caves and avoiding traps. There was some hidden door that looked like just cave wall and required concentrating energy in hand and directing it at the lock to open it. Shortly i found a boy who was a warrior, we had dialogue where he was talking about 1576xxx(can't recall last 3 numbers) of panda warriors and something else.
Now i am suddenly that boy and the explorer character seems to be gone. I find a way through the cave and through some more of those hidden doors, and soon i get out of the cave. At some point i get annoyed by some gravestone and then i find an small old man. I talk with him about getting more powerful and apparently he claims to be more powerful than 1576xxx of panda warriors! He demonstrates that by OHKO'ing some random people. I say that i'll go with him as long as he don't interferes with training because that would be cheating and too easy. Dream skips.
I am in some familiar area of forest, and some random girl is about to give a quest related to getting more powerful, but there are some bandits and i end up being grabbed by hand by some dude i thought was my dad. He's retreating from bandits and forcing me to go with him, though i want to fight the bandits. Dream ends shortly.

2013-1-08 Tuesday morning- Non lucid

The Dream started out escaping from some event. (hard to remember)
I reached a bunker with a few other people. About 6 or so.

It was by the sea. Blue skies and blue waters.
The concrete bunker didn't stand out all that much on the sandstone walkway as it was going into the floor.
It was smooth and had no sharp edges. It looked very similar to Fallout 2 vault city buildings.
There was a three block high sandstone wall that stood about waist high.

*Time started skipping. I got the feeling and knowledge but not the experience*
*About a week passed*
An argument happened between an older man (about 50) who was somewhat close to me and a small group of people. They left.

Now there was me, the older man, and another man in a blue shirt.

*more time passed without me*

People came and went bringing items with them and leaving them with us. Various shaped stones and rocks.
One was a mighty, deep red, smooth, scoop like shape. Similar to obsidian when it fractures.
It had a "blade" that eased off into a flat, thick "handle". It kinda looked like a shovel head though...

*A lot more time passed without me*

We headed up the coast with some people, keeping the water to the right.
We followed the waters edge into a small bay and found a partially buried house. Not so much buried but carved into
The travel was almost instant.

I walked into the building. The walls were of a dark wood. There was an exit in the back behind a glass display rack.
The stones were placed into the rack. Stairs led downward into (some place safe).

Some people arrived and they "signed in" each writing a curse word on the wall or table next to the exit.
One young man came in, dressed in black jeans, a white shirt, black hair.
He looked like the new Devil may cry Protagonist but with a different face.
*despite me never playing any of the games *
We (the older man and I) explained the house was not open until he signed. He began to sign the wall.
He wrote lightning next to the word fuck. We both stared at him.

>"What?" He asked.
"Lightning? Really?" I asked
>"Yeah"
"That's not a swear word..."
>"It has fuck in front of it."
*We both laughed at him
-"Just write fuck you or something" the older man suggested.
"Then he would be Donte"
*we both laughed again

*we made more fun of him with jokes and memes from 4chan /v/ relating to DMC and Donte*

"Donte" then signed something and entered, visibly frustrated with us.
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I think that many years passed in the world, though they were absent of my awareness. I just got the feeling that it "happened"

The house changed, there were windows now, large double doors leading into the house.
A library filled the entrance room walls, they looked similar to MineCraft shelves, the same colours anyway.
It was now a school of some kind, some form of magic. I was still the guard of the entrance and display rack.

There was a large building network on the opposite side of the cliff/ bay.

I went outside/or looked through a window, and saw a fairly good looking woman.
Early 20's, blonde? hair, black leather or glossy fabric of some kind, it griped her body well.

All she said was "Hello?" and "would come to the dance with me?"
When I responded with yes she just said "great!" and left.

I returned to the "lobby" and admired the opposite house through a window.
It was an asian style, 3 or more story house. With the stereotypical curved roof. See: Generic Asian pagoda but massive at the base.

I saw another woman outside, gazing towards our building, so I went outside.

I stretched at the front door and she called out to me with a simple, elongated "hey?" in that slightly seductive manor.

She had black, flowing hair, and sported the same black pants and shirt as the first woman.
Her face was quite attractive, she had a small-but-not-petite frame and was pretty damn fit.
She gave of the feeling of a red belly black snake, or black mamba.
Beautiful, seductive, alluring but incredibly dangerous and will gladly kill you if it feels like it.

I responded to her with the elongated "He-llo" returning the obvious attraction between us.

She asked who I was and I told her it. I don't recall the name right now.
She gave hers and I don't remember it either.

*missing scene including a small section of conversation*

A blonde woman emerged from the second floor onto the balcony and she asked me to join her at the dance.
She was wearing a black boob-tube and the same black, shiny pants.
Another woman, maybe the same one, came out and joined the conversation. But she wore a black t-shirt.

The black haired woman asked me what I was interested in. I paused, thought about it had and told her yoga.
She told me that she tried "that shit" and got the "whole hand thing working"
She waved her hand around as if something was stuck to the under side of it.
She said "I ran to my mum and showed her, I got it to repeat and she told me to cut a line in the top and..." *missing scene*
Then an image of a pair of scissors cutting a line in a pink lid, similar to a drink from a fast food place, popped into my head.
The image then showed me a hole being stuck in the bottom of the cup.

"so yeah..."

She asked me if I wanted to join her at the dance.
I answered yes but asked why everyone was asking me that.

And OLD AS HELL man, most likely an elder or scholar came out of my building.
It felt like he was going to tell me off but then the dream ended.


I should add that there was a strong presence of "dark magic" emanating from the women. Or "bad vibes" or "something sinister yet attractive"

I wanted to join them But couldn't yet because of the gap between us. Ie the bay+cliffs of sand stone.

This was my most vivid dream so far. Sights, textures, emotions, memories and feelings were all so real...but not "so real it's fake-real"

Me and my brother were at the grocery store looking at pre-payed cards so I was looking at Itunes cards and my brother was looking at roblox cards. So while we were looking my mom and brother kinda went away and I wasn't following them after a while I forgot they left and went on looking. Then an old short man with white hair snuck behind me and put me in a body bag. :shock: So then he drove off with me in his house and put me in his yard with other girls in my school grade 5-8 so then i saw 2 of my best friends and one of them said, "That the old man kidnapped all of them and forces people to have sex" So I was shocked :shock: so I see the old mans car come by and all the girls all move back and then when the old man walked out everyone was scared. :eek: so then people started going on top of the white garage so I ran up first with the rest of the people so I hear crying so I jump down (how stupid) so I see a grade 8 and rest grade 5 grade 6 so I helped the grade 8 get up on the garage and i got up the old man started yelling at us telling us to get down but we didn't so he looked at the other girls still on the ground still. The end


What suspense I woke up after that part :(
Hope you enjoyed the story of my dream on January 5th 2013

12.27.2012

Green Lantern and Shotgun (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

I'm wielding a shotgun that looks like it's just a toy rather than the actual weapon. Green Lantern, the one from Justice League and Justice League Unlimited, is out to help me (I think) hunt after some older man.

I don't know why I would be on a hunt for someone, but I had feelings of fear that if I had to reload, the old man might come out of the doors I'm going through and shoot me. Fortunately, that didn't happen, but there was one moment where I was very close to being shot at.

I think Green Lantern was just flying around, can't recall much because I didn't really give much devotion to recalling dreams today.

12.22.2012

Prison Camp and Dying for the First Time (Non-lucid)

NON-DREAM DREAM LUCID

Just a mere nap, and I have this crazy experience, damn, it felt like it was at least a 10 minute dream, or even more. It felt so condensed, a lot of gaps in between, but those parts I recalled had huge significance in my overall experience.

And I died, which is a first thing, and I was in prison, so obviously, my feelings of being trapped is related to how I feel about people in general and the image I'm trying to sustain, but knowing that trying to do so might actually send me into deeper and more difficult tasks to get out of.

I was meditating, and what a perfect dream to signify that I'm trying to get out of, my thoughts and attachments of life.......And to finally reach freedom in this dream was so amazing, until a small ad hoc of soldiers shot me down like I was nothing.

Now on to the dream. There's a lot of sexual references here, but there wasn't anything sexual, just a lot of representations of how I conceptualize certain things, and the mere mentioning of that representation isn't going to be a bother, except the death of course, or it could be a joy to some sadists.

So, let's go on with the dream.

I'm on the run, I don't know where I am, but I do have a weird connection to this place and the nooks and crannies of a few specific areas. It's like a dungeon, and I'm constantly finding myself going up stairs, random hallways, reaching upper levels where there's natural sun light, but never going too far into the light.

My mind is mixed at this point, so many interchanging thoughts at once ranging from the fear of possibly being found out, captured, and recieving a more cruel punishment for endorsing the escape of other prisoners. I felt I had obligations, but at the same time I felt I needed to engage in this neutrality of trying to help others or save myself.

I needed other people to find ways to know more about the large Prison/Dungeon Camp I'm in, and the gargantuan size of this area, the many areas within it, all too much for one person to even conceptualize possible escape tactics for freedom.

There's too many things going on at once that it's hard to keep track off and make it into a cohesive and comprehensible chain of events. I remember someone in a black latex suit, a female, probably resembling Catwoman, that I would end up helping or trying to avoid.

Her role in this was temporary, and I feel I also met Robin as well, but his purpose fades away quickly. There are guards coming after us, and I remember that each time that I run, I end up going to a specific set of stairs that leads me to a myriad of paths that I can take.

I also noticed that there are anal toys laid of on the right side about 2 feet away from double doors consisting of dark red colors with 4 rectangles going vertical formed as if they were split from a bigger rectangle on the door.

Seeing the anal toys kind of bothered me, and I won't go into full description of what they looked like. I remember running up stairs that are made of concrete or some kind of gray marble materials with a red carpet in the middle of the stairs going all the way up and down the areas of this huge prison camp.

When I go through the double doors, random things happen. I remember falling down a deep ditch, feeling perfectly fine, and them climbing my way up to get to more doors to have to choose randomly.

Basically, the whole dream was full backtracking and pinpointing important locations and adding on to the mental map I had in my mind. It involved a lot of practice, a lot of trail and error, but I eventually learned the nooks and crannies and found myself at higher places in less time than I thought.

Then I tried helping a few random people escape, and when I tried to escape, I felt I needed to go back to the prison to help more people.

I don't know why, but I just felt I had to be responsible for saving some people. I keep using that area with the double doors and the anal toys randomly placed 2 feet away from the doors as the major reference point because I know anything beyond those doors is has subjective outcomes.

I eventually meet an old man who I'm confused as to whether or not I'm helping him, or he's helping me. Anyway, after escaping guards inside the large building, I head outside and find an Asian man is coming inside the base.

The electrical wired fence opens, and my perception of it opening or closing is a bit skewed. It looks like it's opening, and the old man dashes for the gate as the Asian man goes through it; he's wearing a gray hoodie, and he looks like he's in his mid 20s.

I can feel the electricity surging in my hands for a while, but I took my hands off the fence quickly and dashed a bit to avoid it completely closing in on me and possibly shocking me.

I follow the old man while looking both ways on the highway.

The cars are kind of going slow at the moment, and I head to the left side of the highway where the rough part of the part is. I see a vehicle that crashed for a while now, and decided I should hide there , but I wanted to catch up to the old man.

I saw soldiers coming up, and as I'm trying to play things off like I'm a normal citizen, things start getting hectic. I turn to the right to get a peek of the soldiers, they were wearing dark gray uniforms, and they're holding to old rifles that look like they were from U.S. Civil War times.

A random soldier starts screaming, and everything goes in slow motion for me. I turn my face to see what's going on, when in fact the soldier is screaming in a foreign language while pointing at me. I become shocked, and I tried to run, but it's too late.

The soldiers, at least 10 of them, shot me right where I was standing. I immediately drop on the floor with no control whatesoever, and I remember being dragged immediately by someone, and that's all I remember.

8:05 am

I saw an old man with a long beard teaching something.

I am playing a first-person game/movie. Someone was following me in that scene. I parkoured my way up a building, so I can catch the person. I also grabbed a hidden bow and some arrows with various effects: fire, poison, and acid. This game replayed a few times before. The person following me is an ally, so I don't want to hurt him. I just used a plain arrow to shoot the floor in front of him as he walks in, and ask him what his business was. The name "Gale."

We were fighting vampires. We were stuck in some sort of house or castle. I knew that a metal with a shape like a cross defeated them, but I can't find it. I kept looking around the place, and tried a few that looked like a cross, but not enough to be one. The vampires weren't affected. One was a spatula, I think. They're more like zombies, hanging outside the house/castle, trying to get in. If I shout "toad" or another animal (hound?), the vampires will flee. But like in any game, it has to be difficult. I see around four words in front of my 'screen' and they change rapidly. I accidentally chose 'tood' so it didn't work. I kept looking for the weapon.

An illusionist ally was trying to scare the vampires away. She uses a technique instead to summon toads. She uses an enchantment to transform the written word into toads (illusions?) to chase away the vampires. She burned the paper with the words into ashes, then enchanted the ashes so they transform into toads. Then I found the scissors! Shaped like a cross, perfect! Some of the vampires were already inside, and for some reason we called their 'parents' to tell them we have them. It sounded like they were our hostages. But we have to hurry, because they'll be here soon. I stabbed some vampires who were inside with the scissors, and they looked shocked and started running out. I chased them a bit, then returned. The ally who was 'chasing' me earlier was there, and he helped get everyone out of the area.

I was in a different area. There's a horse. A woman arrives riding the horse. She brought the werewolf guy's pet dog (looks like a smaller version of 'Lucky,' RS's pet dog). He carried him and ran really fast to bring him home. Then he ran really fast back. The woman was surprised. She thought that he'll bring him home using the carriage.

I saw them cross a stone bridge. There are a lot of trash on that bridge. People are cleaning it. It seems that it's their area. The place is used as a 'school' and when the school is out, the area is used by those homeless people to sleep or do business in (selling stuff). All proceeds go to tax, but at least they get to use the area for free when school's out.

Dream - Lucid

I was at Jake's apartment. We were in his bedroom playing video games. It was pretty vivid, and I had a feeling I was dreaming. I did a finger count RC. I had been holding up only 4 fingers, but I was counting 5. It's a dream!

I went over to Jake and said
"Jake! Guess what?"
He smiled and replied, equating my enthusiasm,
"What?"
"This is a lucid dream!"
I floated up to the ceiling. How exciting! A very vivid LD!

I was then in a big room with lots of windows and a couch. The room was bright. I feel like many people were milling about. It sort of reminded me of a building from my old college. With me was an older man. His hair was greying. His presence didn't seem odd. He was just...there with me. I turned to him and asked if he was my guide. He didn't say yes outright, but I listened to his words, and yes was in there, though I can't remember the exact wording. I had never gotten that answer before from any regular DCs.

He was then sitting on the couch, and I was standing in front of him. I then remembered something I've wanted to know for a long time.
"Who is that dream character that appears so often in my dreams? The one with the brown hair?"
There was a person then seated next to him. I don't remember what they looked like before, but they started to morph. They were then an overweight, middle-aged woman with dark, greasy hair pulled back into a ponytail. She couldn't make eye contact with me at all, and was muttering to herself and swaying. I asked my guide if that was my dream character in a past life. He told me yes.

As I looked at my supposed guide, I noticed he kept looking older and older, hair whitening and more wrinkles carving his face.

I then went up to a mirror on the wall, and asked to see what Chris, an ex and old friend, was up to. I don't know what made me want to do this. I was going to create a portal, but I ended up creating a "window" on the mirror instead by tracing a circle with my fingers. The area inside the traced circle ended up turning black at first, and then, I could see this area inside a building. It was by a staircase; the floor and the stairs was a dark, finished wood. I thought I saw Chris walking around amongst the people there. I'm not really sure exactly what I was seeing, but I know Chris was there somewhere. For some reason, I felt like I was looking into the future.

Wow...just wow. This. This was amazing. I have a feeling that the old man was actually my repeating dream character, but I'm not positive. Some of the details have since been lost, but I feel like that was implied, though I'm not positive.

Still...wow. I'm simply amazed.

A stair. Near school.

An old man. Me as a young kid. A writer. Online. Car. Plants. Animals.

An alien world with strange animals. An old guy. A couple of young guys. An old guy leaving his millions to me. Teaching me drawing. Reading a book. Drinking water.

A house. Dorm. Search. Work. Divided among people. EJ? Food court. Search. Rob. Searching documents. Magick and dark age files. Atheism office. Don Paez.

Super Mario World. Vanilla 1 stage? Short. Up. Slide. Mnk. Red and yellow. Game.

i've had sleep paralysis a handful of times, but there are two instances that really stand out:

the first time it happened to me was (i think) eight years ago... i thought i had died. I woke up on my back in the early morning and couldn't move, couldn't breathe, and i felt like there was an incredible weight pressing down on my entire body. It also felt like there was a pair of hands pressing down on my face, contorting my eyes into slits and exposing my teeth. This made my vision blurry and i could even hear air rushing in and out through my teeth. I began hearing voices... most of them just sounded like people screaming really far away, but one was right in my ear. It was a deep voice that was just yelling all sorts of things at me; "FUCK YOU!" and "I TOLD YOU I'D MAKE YOU SORRY!" and stuff. FYI, I don't believe in demons or anything supernatural, but my half-asleep self did at that moment.

the next time it happened was not long after that. Again, it was early morning and i woke up on my back. There was an old man standing in my doorway... nothing special or weird about him, but he still somehow terrified me beyond all description. It seemed very real. He was wearing a blue flannel shirt and brown pants. Just standing there staring. The whole time i could hear a steady beeping, like a heart monitor or something.

It has happened a few times since, but the first two occasions are the only ones i remember well. They were definitely more intense than any other episodes since then.

I recalled a handful of dreams last night, but upon being awake for too long, could only remember this one. Anyways.
Me, my friends Pasqual and Brent, and my Aunt Mindy were all headed to this strange place a place that I can't remember the name of to go get something that was very similar to gasoline.
I hopped in the backseat of the car with my aunt while my two friends took the front seats. As we were riding, I started to have this really odd, strange sensation. Suddenly, it felt like I was spinning in circles in the back seat of the car. Not like, spinning in place. Like, I was basically floating up and down and around the back seat. I tried to push a hand or a foot out to touch something, anything, to stop the odd sensation. It worked, and everything returned to normal. My aunt was staring at me like I was a lunatic. I explained,
"I think I just had sleep paralysis!" Okay, that's just silly. SP in a dream? I think I know why dream-me came to this conclusion. Before I went to bed IRL that night, I felt a really odd tingly sensation in my hands and feet, and after a few minutes of this, my foot jerked and slammed down on the bed, and I heard loud breathing and footsteps. This made me think of SP, which probably carried over to the dream.
"Yeah, that must be it," Aunt Mindy said. I couldn't tell if she was being sarcastic or not.
We arrived at this odd place to get that gasoline-like thing. As we walked in, an old man hobbled over to me carrying a large, spiky chunk of wood, and something that looked like a deformed chisel. He handed me both, laughed, and said, "Alright, sonny, now make a perfect cube out of that." I looked up in disbelief, thinking, I can't do this! I looked around and noticed his old friends were watching me, expecting me to do it. I sort of forget what I did here, but, After working with the odd chisel device, a severely scarred and deformed cube was the result of my hard work. I showed it to the old ladies watching, and laughed, saying, "It's something, right?" They laughed with me. The old guy turned me around and berated me for not being able to make the perfect cube, and he then snatched away the two items. From that point, I was extremely sad till I woke up.